Bright star. Those of you who are mortal, you burn so fiercely. And you fiercer than most, Will. I will not ever forget you.
—  Cassandra Clare, ~Magnus, Clockwork Princess
Philosophy and Fighting || Bane & Erynn

The thought had been crawling around in her mind for days, she wanted to see Bane, she wanted to become stronger. The brunette wanted to be able to protect her family, she wanted to be strong, without her powers. After all those were the last things she wanted to rely on.
But the problem was with the colourful girl, was that she didn’t trust herself. She didn’t trust what she could do, she didn’t trust what she could become. And still she found herself walking down the hallway, her black boots echoing through as she pounded them against the floor, and a book rested gently in her hand.

Knocking on the dorm she hoped she got right, Erynn called out, “I don’t think I ever caught your name.”